This is a song about "Robot army"

'cause i'm a monsta no one can stop me, not even the army.

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

Work like a robot, rappers got the whole top,

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Sometimes i feel like a robot, sometimes i just know not

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Try to sound unique rather than a generic robot,

I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Rap like a robot? bitch they call me mechanic/